The turbulent malice keeps coming.

Nanzhi Que felt that his body was cold.

No.

Not just the body.

Even my heart feels like falling into an ice cellar.

At this moment, he smelled death.

Hell was close at hand and heading towards him.

"Is this bird really going to die here!?"

Nanzhi Que's eyes were red, staring at Chen Yu who was approaching step by step.

"Click!"

He clenched his fists tightly and made a sound like his joints cracked.

Then--

"No!"

A roar shook the earth and the earth.

The cunning bird of the south roared hysterically:

"This bird is one of the four great protectors of the Dragon Alliance. Under one person and above tens of thousands of people, how can I die here so easily!?"

He was shocked all over.

Throat crawling.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted out again.

Blood suspended in the air.

It condenses but never disperses, rising and falling, which is very strange.

Chen saw this and shook his head.

"Don't you understand yet? Using blood as an attack will only make me stronger."

As he spoke, he raised his arms.

The scarlet flames formed with blood as fuel kept jumping.

"call--"

The blood-red flames rise in the wind.

Like a fire dragon, roaring up to the sky.

The scene became more and more terrifying.

Sweat appeared on Nan Zhique's forehead, and the madness in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Your skills are indeed weird. Using blood as an attack will enhance your strength. But my skills are mainly based on blood. If you abandon them, you will definitely become a plaything in your hands and you will definitely die!"

"Haha, it seems you know it very well. Yes, there are two roads, no matter which one you choose, it will be a dead end."

"Since it's all about death, why not give it a try?"

"Oh? How do you want to fight?"

"so!"

The cunning bird of the south turned around suddenly.

Wave with one hand.

Blood cells rushed out.

The target is not Chen Yu.

But an empty void.

No!

Not void!

After the blood cell traveled for a period of time, one hundred and eight light beams rotated leisurely.

The formation emerged and the light curtain took shape.

Standing in front of the blood ball.

The target of the Southern Cunning Bird is the formation!

Chen Yu's pupils shrank slightly and he snorted coldly:

"Want to break the formation? Do you think I'm fake?"

Saying that, he was about to stop him.

but--

"Of course you are not fake, but I am not fake either!"

The cunning bird of the south waved his left hand.

Two small black shadows flew out.

Take a closer look.

They are two round black balls.

The small ball contains some kind of terrifying power.

"This is?"

"Hahahaha, as one of the four guardians of the Dragon Alliance, how can I not have a trump card? Explode, explode, explode! Explode them all for me!"

The cunning bird of the south laughs wildly.

The voice fell.

Two small black balls exploded directly.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, deafening.

The dazzling fire light illuminates the sky and the earth.

The torrent caused by the explosion directly swallowed Chen Yu.

The power is huge, not weaker than the full blow of Hunyuan Guixu.

Even Chen Yu couldn't ignore it.

the other side.

The blood cells also exploded.

The bloody light was dazzling, all bombarded on the light curtain.

The light curtain rippled violently.

One hundred and eight beams of light flashed crazily.

There are faint signs of dimming.

But it hasn't broken open yet.

"Damn! How can this formation be so strong!?"

Nanzhi Que cursed bitterly, his expression kept changing, as if he was hesitating about something.

At this time.

In the torrent of explosions, bloody flames shot into the sky.

The deep night was dyed scarlet.

Chen Yu's aura is still strong and is about to rush out.

No more hesitation!

If you hesitate any longer, you will end up dead!

The cunning bird of the south gritted his teeth and his eyes became firm.

Then a stone escaped from the pocket.

Crystal clear, like crystal.

Like a spiritual stone.

But it's not a spiritual stone.
To be continued...